He saw himself retreating from barricade to barricade, Ruth always advancing, perfectly oblivious of the terror she inspired. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. “Dear me,” she said, “I fancy you exaggerate my fame. . “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. It was of no use, she let him do it as she could not be strangled. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry.
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